She hears the rain falling on the window,
trickling down the frosted pane,
and she stares out into the world.
She used to know the world while standing outside,
and she would dance through the raindrops,
but her time to walk on the earth spent itself,
and she was forced to leave.
Now, she sits at the window,
and looks at the world she still adores.
She sees colors, muted and bold, so beautiful,
that swirl in rainbow music all around her.
She watches as those who love her tumble through life,
missing her presence, remembering her, and
she trails her fingers against the glass, wishing
with all of her heart that they knew she watches them.
Her tears blend with the raindrops.
If only, if only, if only...
At the window, she will wait for them.
And the raindrops fall.
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